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summer starts to crysunshine fades winds blow coolerautumn trees weep leaves
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Re-written to echo another year of missing my father on his birthday.
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Today, dad would have beenyour ninety-fifth birthday.Had you won that battlewayback in ninety-five.The cake of the day I'll createthe one that we've a..
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One spring day a few years past,my life began to change very fast.First, I had broken my leg;I wasn't even playing mumbly-peg.When that healed new pro..
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At least that's what my sister thinks
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Courtesy of http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa28/Desirememor/Contestfor2011/AnimatedLandscapes3.gifMagical faeries grasp my hand,and take me to ano..
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Loving passionately without remorseEver evolving throughout the courseOf their lives they contemplateTempermental is always their fateHearts of Fire t..
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The Scent of Lilacs is in the air,Bringing hopes of spring everywhere.Soon we'll see the butterflies,for now the blooms just begin to rise.Slowly as t..
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When lilacs first in my backyard bloom,their scent and color remove all gloom,The sunny skies, the soft warm rain,allows them to live again.But as the..
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no diagnosis
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